Dear Anonymous

People are funny.  For some reason, I’ve had a few rude comments left.  Frankly, I find that amusing rather than distressing.  The reason?  The people who have an issue with me don’t have the backbone to identify themselves. The internet takes many inhibitions away.  Anonymity gives people permission to be funny, vociferous, rude when theyContinue reading “Dear Anonymous”

I love my friends but…

You know.  For a long time I wanted friends who would hold me accountable for following my dreams, for living the life that God has for me.  Now I have some, and well, it’s uncomfortable.  In the best way, of course. A few years ago, I started blogging on livejournal.  I had a myspace account.Continue reading “I love my friends but…”